obsession | wilhelmina venable

6 | Kidnapper

A/N: This song doesn't get enough love, go stream it lovelys 💘💘💘 also, it gets kind of disturbing from this point on, so if you are easily triggered by this kind of stuff, please don't read on ✨

My head was in a daze, and whole body in a shock. The feeling of purging was common by this point, making me feel sick every second. My wrists felt like they were cut right open, pouring blood right out, like spilling wine out of a glass.

I groaned, sitting up weakly, and taking a dizzy look around. I couldn't even use my arms, which were tied behind me to get me up. A woman was seen from the other end of the room. She looked like she was leaning down to get a better look at me, picking up something. She approached me, and my body instantly pulled away. My head hit the wall, and I felt tiles with my hands. I remember the tile walls in her basement, no, it couldn't be?

My head got yanked around to face her again by the hair, and I whimpered a bit. She handed me bread, well, actually just stuffed it in my face, but I took it.

"Good thing, you slept through the night." She smiled as my gaze became clear again. She looked different, this time with a silky purple nightgown on, and her red hair falling down to her hips in a messy style.

I spit out my bread, and looked up, a evil gleam present in my eyes. "Where am I?!" I yelled, wanting an obvious answer.

"Don't yell at me!" She yelled, giving me a bright smack across the face. I felt a bleeding in my mouth, which soon dripped out of my mouth. "And I think we both know where we are kitten, I saw where you were looking yesterday. You are a nosy little slut, aren't you?"

"Let me go!" I yelled again, ignoring her and kicking her arm away from me. She looked at me with disgust and pulled the hairs at the back of my head. I was forced to look up at her.

"Is that any way to treat the woman who's keeping you alive? The one who is actually saving you?" I could see the manipulative way in her eyes, but I ignored it, and continued to fight with her.

"You are the one who tied me up down here. I don't think that is "keeping me alive"." I said, sarcastically. She put her hand on my cheek and pulled it, laughing maniacally.

"I think you need to be punished." She said and made me look into her eyes. She got up and walked back from me. Is she leaving?

"I'll be back, y/n." She smirked and left me. I could see her disappearing up the stairs and leaving the bread inbetween my knees, so I could at least eat it.

"You can't just leave me here! You can't leave me locked up forever! I'll tell the police as soon as I get out of here!" I yelled up the stairs, and grunted in annoyance.